Me: I'm headed out to meet Denise and Kate.
Husband: No pants?!
Me: Crap. I'm going up to change.
Husband: NO, I love no pants. Come over here so I can see. It's hot. It's a great outfit.
Me: Oh, they'll think I look slutty. I'm going to change. (muttering under breath) How do these teenagers pull off leggings?!
(awkward silence)
Husband: Just want to point out that I said you look hot and you now think that means your friends will think you look slutty. (muttering under breath) Girls are crazy.
This was one of my brave outfits. I had it in my head for a long time before I gathered myself up to wear it.
I mean...no pants. Anytime my butt isn't firmly encased in denim, I'm worried.
But it gave me pause, what he said. At our age, a man's hot is still a woman's slutty? Geez. How middle school.
Sweater and shirt, Target; Leggings, H+M; Boots, Fluevog
How could this post possibly not have ANY comments on it? This is so delightfully delightful. Sometimes I think, for logistics, straight women should marry gay men, so that we can get the kind of male insight we need when we're headed out to meet other women. (What?) I don't know. I just didn't want to see this very funny post go without comment.
ReplyDeleteI just came across this article. It is the funniest and best dialogue that I've seen printed on this subject. There always has to be a hint of truth to make something funny and this is very, very funny!
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